This book did not come into being on my strength alone. It carries traces of countless companions – some I have known by name, many I will never meet.

I am grateful for the mentors and teachers whose wisdom continues to echo in my memory, even if their fingerprints do not show on these pages. I am grateful for friends and fellow travelers whose encouragement gave me courage to keep writing, even when the words came slowly. I am grateful for counselors and companions in mental health who reminded me that writing itself could be an act of healing.

I am also grateful for the voices of Scripture – the prophets, poets, disciples, and ordinary women and men whose stories make up the fabric of our faith. Their honesty and complexity remind me that God has always spoken through the wounded and the wondering.

And I am grateful for the quiet guidance of the Spirit, who has met me in silence as much as in speech, in unfinished thoughts as much as in polished words.

Finally, I am grateful for you, the reader. By opening these pages, you have joined this circle of conversation. If these devotionals can be, in some small way, companions for your own journey, then they have found their home.

To all who live with questions, with wounds, with hope – I count myself among you. Thank you for being fellow travelers